In such a presentation, close the laptop and put it in the family. All the Grays were in the kitchen. They joked and laughed. Elliot was conjuring at the stove and dancing to the beat of Michael Jackson songs pouring out of the speakers. Standing in the doorway, the girl caught herself thinking that she wanted to fix this day.
- Elena, come in, - Phoebe smiled at her sister and she entered the kitchen.
The girls set out the plates, and Elliot laid out the pizza. Christian uncorked a bottle of wine and the Gray family began dinner. Elena decided not to talk about Robert's letter for now and simply enjoyed taking care of her family. She would soon be returning to New York and would hardly be able to get out here for the weekend.
Closer to midnight, the girl returned to her room and, opening her laptop, froze. A new letter from De Niro. He will not hunt Gray. Should she believe the Dark Lord or not? A dishonest, lustful creature who ate babies and raped concubines before her eyes?
Elena showed.
From: Elena Lincoln To: Robert De Niro Date: 07/06/2013 23:32 Subject: last time... The fact that I was a child did not stop you. That I had a family. You just killed them and made my life a nightmare. So what's stopping you from doing it again?
After sending the letter, Elena felt her head start to hurt. The girl went to the shower and quickly went to bed. Leaving the night on, she closed her eyes and tried to sleep. Why did Robert appear in her life again? Why now? She wanted to forget everything that was connected with him. She wanted to not be afraid to live, she wanted to always spend evenings like today. She wanted to find a permanent sub who would understand and accept her taboos and her past. But alas... Such broken angels do not manifest themselves happily ever after. Ordinary guys turned away from them and did not perceive them as equals.
With disturbing consequences, Elena fell asleep that night and slept until Saturday afternoon. When she opened her eyes, the sun was shining everywhere, birds were singing, and a warm summer wind was fluttering the curtains. The girl stretched and looked at her phone. Wow, three missed calls from Hyde. Elena picked up the phone and selected the number of the owner of the Mystic.
- Hello, the most beautiful Mistress of my club! - Jack was the most polite. - I found you the perfect bottom. He is also broken, and he had a bad experience in BDSM, just like you.
- Hyde, can I come over tonight? And no, I don t want anything below. I need a session, but as a sub, - Elena got up and began to walk around the room.
- Whoa, Lincoln, what happened? You were 8 years older, and now you ask for a session as a bottom. Let me guess, your nightmares have gotten worse? - there was fear in Jack s voice. He, like Gray, knew the truth about Lincoln s past.
- Worse. I met the one who tormented me as a child. I need immunity against him, - Elena said. - I want a session with you.
There was silence on the line. Hyde was a bit of a sadist. And few bottoms wanted to get to Master Jack. On stage, he restrained himself, but off stage, he let the beast loose on a short leash.
- Al, okay. Come. Playroom #17. I'll be waiting for you there, - Hyde's voice was shaking.
POV Elena
After talking with Jack, I go downstairs and find Anastasia in the dining room.
- Hi, Mom. Where is everyone? - I ask her and sit down opposite.
- Christian went into town. The others are asleep. How are you? - Mrs. Gray takes my hand and looks into my eyes.
- Fine. I'm going to the club in the evening, I have a Session with Hyde. The presentation for Daphne is almost ready, - I know how not to show my excitement and speak calmly.
- All this is good, but did you see you at De Niro's presentation? Didn't he start writing to you? - Ana stares at me. How do you all know Mrs. Grey? It's like she reads me like an open book.
- Mom, I blacklisted him. He never writes to me anymore. Consider it his big news, - I kiss her on the cheek.
- Be careful, Elena, - Ana hugs me, and I feel at home.
In the evening, I put on a strict pantsuit and ask Christiana to take me to the club. Gray grumbles something about perverts in latex who accuse him of being able to have grandchildren from his older daughters, but agrees. When we park at the Mystic, he kisses me on the cheek and gives me parting words. I nod to him and go to the club.
Jack meets me at the entrance and silently leads me to my playroom. I am not afraid, on the contrary, I am interested. Hyde, although an SDAist, is cheerful and playful. With him, I rarely felt pain during sessions. He knows how to joke, he supported my decision to become a Dominant and personally taught me. I believe that I owe him a lot in the field of BDSM.
We enter the playroom and I look at him
I want you to beat me like I beat a girl at a BDSM show who grew up and became your lover, I say firmly and take off my clothes.
Leaving my underwear in the room, I go to the middle and kneel down. You are strong, Lincoln, you can handle it. Jack stands behind me and ties my hands. Then he steps back and takes something from the shelves. After that, he comes to me again with a whip in his hand.
You were a bad girl, Elena, he whispers quietly and, swinging, hits me from behind.
The blow is strong, stinging, but bearable. My skin begins to burn, thoughts fly out of my head. There is only Jack, me and pain, bearable, but strong. Another blow, and I begin to moan with pleasure. How good. Now I can only heal with this. The blows rain down on my back, my legs, my chest. I feel alive. I feel the shocks of these 3 days fading away.
After 5 minutes, Hyde unties me and leads me to the St. Andrew's cross. After chaining me, he takes the belt out of my belt and starts hitting me with renewed vigor. It's not the same pain as with Robert, but when I think about the past, the session with Hyde will come to mind. It seems that Flynn Crime is a substitute for memories.
Elena's skin was on fire and she was breathing heavily. Pain filled every cell of her body, and Lincoln came alive. Breathing heavily, Hyde released her limbs from the cross's bindings, and she gracefully sank to the floor.
"Enough?" Hyde sat down next to her.
"For now, yes," Elena conjured two bottles of Jack Daniels and uncorked one, taking a big sip of whiskey. Jack took the second from her hands and took a swig of the drink as well.
"Thank you, Jack," Elena smiled. "Only you understand that I need this."
"Lincoln, I've known you since first grade. If you ask for pain, then everything is bad, and you are dead inside."
It was the pure truth. Jack was Elena's classmate. A cocky, impudent and brave guy conquered the exemplary and quiet Lincoln, who was trying to adapt to ordinary life after Robert's captivity. Hyde made her laugh, carried her schoolbag and once even fought with older boys when they called Elena an orphan. A real knight-protector. He taught Elena to drive. He got her addicted to motorcycles and became her teacher in BDSM. At first, the girl was afraid of being tied up, she recoiled from a whip or a flogger, seeing all devices as potential instruments of torture. But patient Hyde explained to her the difference between sadism and BDSM, between violence and voluntary transfer of power. Their games never went beyond Elena's taboos, Jack did not force her to play pet play or kiss his feet. And Elena was grateful to him.
- Hyde, I just... I had a breakdown because of De Niro, and I needed a boost. And a session with you is just what Flynn ordered, - Lincoln laid her head on his lap.
- Oh, Al, you need a good man, - Jack stroked the long blond strands.
- Not now. I'll deal with De Niro and then maybe think about finding a permanent bottom, - Lincoln stood up and started getting dressed. Almost ready, she went up to Jack:
- Mia keeps wanting to get your phone number, but she's afraid to come up to her. Would you mind giving me your business card for her?
Hyde smiled and handed Elena his business card. The blonde hid it in his pants pocket and kissed Jack on both cheeks, then hugged him like a brother and left the game room.
Neither Jack nor Elena saw the camera that was hidden behind the rack, which recorded everything that was happening and displayed the image on the latest model laptop that stood opposite the throne of the Dark Lord.
- Smart, evil, beautiful. Fearless. This is the first time I've seen a submissive have a say in a session, - De Niro sipped blood and ruffled the hair of his Chinese submissive, who was on all fours next to his throne.
The girl's body resembled a huge bruise and she humbly laid her head at the feet of the Dark Lord. Robert himself did not care about her. His thoughts were occupied by Elena, who had amazed him with her endurance and courage during the session.
- She will never be yours, My Lord, - Scorsese leaned towards his king. - Yes, she is a unique submissive, but she is thirsty for revenge on you. It is better to destroy her and the Grays.
- Did I ask your opinion, Martin? Yes, she is different. Very different from all my slaves. But who said that she cannot be seduced? - De Niro grinned. - Miss Elena Lincoln will be mine. I swear by the Darkness, I will get her into my submissive again. And now go away.
Martin hurried to carry out his master's order and left the throne room. Robert himself rewound the entire session and began to review it again. His hand squeezed his swollen member and the cannibal began to please himself, savoring every frame with the fragile blonde. Growls and moans burst from his chest, he spread his legs and, not embarrassed by his lower selflessly masturbated, imagining himself in Hyde's place. Robert longed for Elena to obey him, so that she would want to receive pain and humiliation from him. His original plan to simply destroy her company and eat her was replaced by another, where he became her Master and lover. Of course, the leader of the cannibals was alien to romance and vanilla, he was used to taking women by force and then having them for breakfast, but apparently he would have to be careful and patient with Elena if he wanted to get her as a slave.